After Guo Yuan stopped arguing, Chen Zhu's next speech became much smoother, and his wording was very accurate, and the three words "feasibility" were closely followed throughout the article.
If a government department wants to implement a project, it will usually issue a feasibility report after research.
Chen Zhu didn't know much about technology or the market, but he followed the outline of the feasibility report that he had written countless times before, starting from "the background of the times, social needs, material support, and possible difficulties."
Had a long conversation.
After the first meeting, in the rental house, Ling Lili smiled and said to her boyfriend Ye Xiaofeng:
"I feel that Junior Brother Chen can become a high official or a rich man in the future. What he talks about is inscrutable and seems to be in the clouds. However, if you analyze it carefully, it makes some sense, but you can't completely implement it according to his plan. It's a bit like watching 7 o'clock.
"Xinwen Lianbo" on the schedule."
"It's not surprising that someone from Lingyuan has such eloquence."
Ye Xiaofeng was quite emotional: "I'm actually quite envious. In the future, when companies need financing to grow bigger and stronger, he will definitely be able to fool investors, but those of us who are engaged in technology will always be able to do technology."
“And make it bigger and stronger.”
Ling Lili smiled: "I didn't expect you to be quite confident in Junior Brother Chen."
Ye Xiaofeng shook his head: "I wasn't that confident before, but when I knew that he and School Beauty Song could come up with 1.2 million, I suddenly became confident."
This is probably what He Yu and others think. In fact, they don't know that this money is like a "carrot hanging in front of the donkey's eyes", which can only be seen but not eaten.
In other words, if you really want to spend it, you have to wait until at least the beginning of next year. During this period, everyone will have to work in vain, and you may have to add some material fees.
…
Chen Zhu invited Song Shiwei over. It was already past 10 o'clock after the show was over, so he naturally had to send her back.
The moon tonight is a little idle and lazy, hiding half of its body flat in the clouds and peeping at the earth.
It seemed that this was the first time that Chen Zhu sent Song Shiwei back to the dormitory alone. She spoke very little and let the evening breeze blow on her face, neck and hair along the way.
"Um……"
Chen Zhu felt a little embarrassed walking like this, so he found a topic: "Well... why did you help me out just now? Was it because it was fun?"
Song Shiwei's footsteps did not stop, and the shadows swaying left and right under the street lights seemed to be in a swaying state of mind.
But on the surface, Song Shiwei remained cold and calm, and asked Chen Zhu, "Isn't that wrong?"
"It's not wrong."
Chen Zhu smiled and suddenly didn't know how to answer this sentence. He thought about it and said, "You feel different from when you were in high school. Is it because you lived on campus in college?"
Song Shi turned his head slightly, his clear eyes seemed a little surprised. He probably didn't expect Chen Zhu to guess the reason.
Chen Zhu shrugged his shoulders. If there were strict elders at home, he would definitely feel more comfortable staying at school, instead of having to face them every day like in high school.
As if it had come true, Song Shi's WeChat phone suddenly rang, and the first words on the other end of the line after being connected were: "It's half past 10, what are you doing..."
It was still the same as when I returned to school after dinner last time, it was still the middle-aged woman's voice.
"walk."
Song Shiwei replied calmly.
"Walking at this point?"
The voice on the phone was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly became sharp: "Walking with boys or walking with girls?"
Song Shiwei didn't say anything. When she encountered a question she didn't want to answer, she usually kept silent.
"Is he a boy? Who is the other party? Is he a boy in the same class..."
A series of questions were immediately thrown out.
Chen Zhu, who was walking beside him, felt a little embarrassed and deliberately slowed down and moved away.
Fortunately, they were almost at the door of the girls' dormitory. Chen Zhu and Song Shiwei nodded, indicating that they should go back first.
Song Shiwei turned around and glanced at Chen Zhu's back. Listening to the excited and worried voices on the phone, his eyes became dim and low.
The moon, I don’t know when it was completely obscured by dark clouds.
…
After Chen Zhu returned to the dormitory, he started to do things.
First, he turned on the computer and drafted a "Planning Book for Campus "Dream Life" Web Design Competition". He wrote these things very quickly and sent it to Zheng Ju on QQ in more than half an hour.
This was discussed with Zheng Ju, and we first launched a campus web design competition with the theme of "Dream Life" in the name of the Youth League Committee.
[Dream] is an embellishment, [Life] is the purpose. Contestants (teams) are required to design web pages with the purpose of "convenience of life". In short, it must be practical.
The Youth League Committee carries out many activities or competitions every year, just like there are KPIs. The work of this year must be held at least XX times to be considered qualified, so that the data will be more beautiful when writing the year-end summary.
Therefore, Zheng Ju is not worried at all about the opposition from the leaders of the Youth League Committee, and after waiting for the approval from the Budget Management Section, he will publicize it in the school to expand the popularity and influence of this game.
At the same time, bring in the grumbling Associate Professor Zeng Kun to serve as a reviewer.
Of course, the final winner will definitely be the Chongerfei Club. If you have the wrong ID number, you won't be able to go on stage to receive the award.
The final step is to use the winning works to gradually advance and extend the step of [entrepreneurship] with the support of relevant policies of the state and schools to "support college students' entrepreneurship", and to turn Zeng Kun into an instructor.
During this process, if the school's old server was "accidentally" borrowed, there would be a reason to do so.
This is an award-winning work by the school's founder, with an associate professor as the instructor and support from national policies. The server is old anyway, so I'll have to pay to rent it.
At that time, the stock's income also dropped, which could just cover this expense.
In short, everything was planned in Chen Zhu's mind. Of course, it may not go so smoothly in the middle, but if the soldiers come to block the water and the earth covers it, if it fails, you won't lose a piece of meat.
When Zheng Ju accepted the plan, he was still praising Chen Zhu's strong ability to act.
But after opening the planning book, I looked at the beginning:
"In order to improve the network technology level of our school students, mobilize students' enthusiasm and innovative ability in making web pages, and promote the popularization and application of the Internet in daily life...
Zheng Ju couldn't help but ask: "Did you write this?"
Chen Zhu replied: "Yes."
"Can you still write this kind of article?"
After reading the whole article, Zheng Ju feels that his level is much higher than mine.
In fact, Chen Zhu wrote this quickly because he was in a hurry, otherwise Zheng Ju would be even more surprised.
Chen Zhu stared at the computer screen for a while, then typed back: "I sometimes go to my dad's office to play, and I occasionally look at it."
He didn't lie this time. He did often go to Lao Chen's office when he was a child, and he did read a lot of red-headed documents.
As for how Comrade Zheng Ju understands it now, that is entirely his own opinion.
Anyway, after Zheng Ju got the plan, he went through the entire process of the Youth League Committee in less than five days and came to Qizheng with the budget report to submit the application.
Chen Zhu was also about to try his best to help, but Teacher Qi packed up his briefcase and said with a smile: "Chen Zhu, don't be so busy after the holiday. Let's talk about it when we come back after the holiday."
Chen Zhu then remembered that today is September 30th, and tomorrow is the National Day holiday.
His home is in Guangzhou, so this feeling is not very obvious, but when he returned to the dormitory and watched his roommates sorting out their clothes, everyone had a smile on their face.
Downstairs were also full of college students dragging their luggage like ants moving. Chen Zhu finally sighed and put aside his thoughts on starting a business for the time being.
I haven’t seen my parents for almost a month, as well as Dahuang and Changhua. They have communicated a lot online recently. I wonder how they feel about this month at their respective universities.
And the most important thing is Yu Xian.
Chen Zhu planned to watch a movie with Yu Baobao, have hot pot, and enjoy the National Day holiday happily.
All in all, I am quite happy when I think about it.
A local like Chen Zhu could just pack a couple of clothes, but he still remembered Yuanyuan and made a special detour to the girls' dormitory to help Yuanyuan pick up her luggage.
While waiting downstairs, I saw Song Shiwei getting into a Volvo family SUV.
The driver was a middle-aged woman with gold-rimmed glasses and a graceful figure. Song Shiwei's appearance vaguely resembled hers.
"It must be her mother."
Chen Zhu silently guessed whether it was the person who "checked the post" at 10:30 every night.
The middle-aged woman noticed Chen Zhu's curious eyes, stared at him expressionlessly, then stepped on the accelerator and left.
During the whole process, the mother and daughter seemed not to say a word.
Chen Zhu curled his lips, no wonder Song Xiaohua was in a better mood at school, and her mother felt a bit colder than her.
After helping Yuanyuan carry her luggage to the door, Chen Zhu also transferred to the bus to go home. After opening the door, he shouted to Mao Xiaoqin who was cooking: "Mom, I'm back!"
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Chapter completed!